Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

In addition, another thing that caused a sensation was what kind of drug the Avengers and Vought heroes were injected with when they fought against the powerful alien warriors.

Walter stated in the media that the answer to all the mysteries lies in "Walter Superpower Drink".

Various rumors and leaks followed one after another, with some even suggesting that the so-called 20-minute version was just a degraded version of the potion.

Once you obtain the Golden Ticket and demonstrate your talent, Walter will unleash the real potion, making you the undisputed superhero!

Since then, a sweet smell has always permeated the streets and alleys of New York.

That's the taste of Water Superpower.

"This is insane..."

On the assembly line at the Waterworks, Dr. Connor looked at the bottles of blue liquid being filled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"We've diluted the T-VEX serum 100,000 times! 100,000 times!" Dr. Connor said to Ashley beside him. "At this concentration, its effect isn't even comparable to Red Bull! It's just sugar water! You might as well just sell sugar water!"

"But they buy it, Doctor, and we are a reputable company; T-VEX concentrate must be on the ingredient list."

Ashley stared at the report, her eyes fixed on the dollar signs.

"Look, last week's sales exceeded Coca-Cola's total sales for an entire quarter."

On the screen, news reports are showing panic buying frenzy events in various locations.

In the supermarket, people fought over a case of Watery beverages. The drains were overflowing with dumped blue liquid; everyone was fighting over a gold coupon inside the bottle.

"Golden ticket!"

"I want a gold ticket! I want to go to Vought Tower! I want to be Superman! Even if it's just for twenty minutes!"

A middle-aged man with a full beard cried out in front of the camera.

Water's marketing strategy is simple and brutal; with such crazy sales, the probability of reaching a million bottles per bottle is already too high.

Therefore, Walter hid only five "golden tickets" among a billion bottles of beverages.

This Thanksgiving, five lucky winners who draw the gold voucher will be invited to visit Vought's headquarters and receive a genuine T-VEX injection.

That was twenty minutes of divine power, a chance for mortals to touch heaven.

This kind of temptation is enough to make many people lose their rationality.

"We are selling hope, Doctor."

Azu appeared above the assembly line at some point, looking down at the busy robotic arms.

"This world is so boring, everyone wants to be the protagonist, even for just a second."

He picked up a bottle of beverage that had just come off the shelf, twisted it open, and took a sip.

"Hmm...too sweet." He frowned. "Next time, use less sugar and more caffeine. Make them more excited."

"Yes, sir."

……

Washington, D.C.

The fireplace in the White House office was burning brightly, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

President Matthew Ellis personally poured Azu a cup of black tea, an absolute rare honor in White House history.

Ah Zu sat on the sofa, holding a cup of the president's treasured black tea, looking as relaxed as if he were at home.

"Anthony, do you know what? The polls show my approval rating is 30% higher than that idiot Thomas'!" Ellis pointed to the reports on the table, grinning from ear to ear. "Voters absolutely love your 'Last Line of Defense' video. They think this administration is the toughest in history."

The door opened, and Ashley rushed in, carrying an encrypted satellite phone.

"Excuse me, gentlemen." Ashley glanced at the president, then turned to Azu. "Mr. Starr, it's General Ross on the phone."

"What do they want to do?" Azu asked knowingly.

"They've submitted a letter of intent to purchase," Ashley's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet office. "The military wants Vought to provide 500 T-VEX missiles to form a special forces unit. They're willing to pay a high price and even give Vought the green light on certain regulatory policies."

President Ellis's expression changed.

If the military bypasses him and makes a deal with Vought, what cards will he, as president, have left? He needs this force to consolidate his position, not to let those warmongers in the military use it to cause trouble everywhere.

Azu glanced at Ellis, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.

He didn't answer the phone; instead, he reached out and pressed the speakerphone button.

"I am a citizen of my homeland."

General Ross's gruff voice came from the other end of the phone: "Homelander! This is Thaddeus Ross. We need to talk about that drug. I know you have it, don't try that scarcity tactic with me. The military can give you any resources you want, as long as you..."

"General Ross."

Azu interrupted him, her voice calm yet firm.

"I think you've misunderstood."

"T-VEX has no stock."

"What?!" Ross's voice rose eight octaves. "Are you kidding me? We saw it on TV..."

"That's the last batch," Azu said slowly, looking at President Ellis. "Moreover, given the special nature and strategic value of T-VEX, Vought has already made a decision."

"All T-VEX production will be classified as top secret."

"We will not sell to the military, nor will we sell to the public."

Ross was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then roared, "You want to keep it all for yourself?! Starr, this is national security material! I have the right to requisition it..."

"We only have one buyer."

Azu interrupted him again.

"The Vought Labs can only produce 10 T-VEX vials per month, and all of its quota has been transferred to the White House."

"Under the full control of President Matthew Ellis."

"This..." General Ross was stunned.

President Ellis was also stunned.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Azu, and the surprise in his eyes instantly turned into ecstasy.

"So, General," Azu said into the phone, "if you want the medicine, please submit a report to the President. We will only ship it after he signs it off."

"beep--"

Ah Zu hung up the phone.

There was a two-second silence in the office.

Then, President Ellis burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! I can just imagine how red Ross's face is right now!"

Ellis looked at Azu with gratitude and a sense of empowerment in his eyes.

10 doses of medicine.

Although there aren't many, it means that only he holds the key that can create "super soldiers".

The military wants it? Beg me.

Congress wants it? Beg me.

This is a scepter that Azu gave him.

"Anthony." Ellis stood up, walked around the desk, and grasped Azu's hand tightly. "You're not just a hero, you're... a true patriot."

"I just want to make sure this power is in the right hands," Azu said with a smile, "like you."

"Don't worry." Ellis returned the favor and immediately offered his own chips.

"I've already seen the Superhero Registration Act that Vought submitted earlier."

The president walked back to the table, picked up the thick document, and flipped directly to the last page.

"Some of the terms are indeed quite bold... for example, granting 'qualified immunity' to Water Heroes..."

Qualifying immunity, also known as a "license to kill," means that collateral damage or even death caused by a Vought hero during a mission will be considered a "justifiable tactical act" and will be exempt from criminal prosecution.

"This will face significant resistance in Congress, which means that Walter has become, to some extent, a legally authorized institution of violence," Ellis said, looking at Azu.

"Resistance is meant to be broken," Azu said calmly, "like the Dark Elf fleet."

"Well said."

Ellis picked up the pen and signed his name on the document.

"I will use my presidential privilege to expedite this bill."

"Next week, I will be giving a speech on Capitol Hill. I hope you will be standing next to me then."

"It is my honor, Mr. President."